21. March 1st

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   I finally made it out the nurse's office ; one more day and I would probably have escaped anyway.

   When I entered my dorm, everything was covered in dust ; I had been gone for about two weeks. Two weeks ! Corpses, fights, fires... Mephisto, all in only two weeks. I fell into my bed, exhausted. It took me a second to open my eyes and know I was not exhausted at all ; I was a demon. I really had human habits. I stayed in my bed all the same. I had nothing else to do anyway. 

   But someone knocked on the door, preventing me from doing nothing. I sighed and stood up. When I opened the door, a little white dog was sitting in front of it. I frowned, wondering how it had even knocked and whether I was turning crazy ; I was about to close when a familiar voice interrupted me.

- Wait, Mei !

   I turned around, coming face to face with Mephisto. I jumped backwards.

- Since when can you transform ? I exclaimed.

- Fine, what about you ? he answered.

- Very well, I sighed. Come in. 

   I went back in my bed. Suddenly, I truly felt exhausted. Perhaps it was the crushing weight of denial that had just fallen onto my shoulders. 

- You can sit, you know, I told him.

- Sorry, sure.

   Mephisto was apologising. Apologising. Oh crap, I realised. Maybe he had come to talk, after all. Or perhaps the air was simply weird between us, now. 

- What brought you here, by the way ?

- Well, today is March 1st.

- And ?

- That's the date you wrote on your registration form. For your birthday, I mean.

- Oh sure, sorry ! 

   I never manage to remember my birthday. And I must have embarrassed Mephisto, for he turned his eyes to the window.

- Happy birthday ? He let out. 

- Thank you ! I'm truly sorry, I never remember that kind of stuff...

- It doesn't matter.

- And when is yours ?

- Mine ? He asked, glancing at me in surprise. 

- Yeah, your birthday.

- Honestly, I forgot it. I was born thousands of years ago, remember ?

- Sure, that's a long time. 

   I looked at him, but he was still staring out the window. I could not help but chuckle. The view was on Mepphyland. Some things never changed. 

- Hey, since it's my birthday, maybe we could talk ? And if you teleport to your office, I'll kill you, I added. You know I can.

   I was not so sure I could, but somehow my threats seemed to lighten the silence. But the atmosphere remained awkward. How did people talk about this kind of... things, anyway ?

- Talk about what ?

- Come on, how long will this last ?

- I don't know, Mei. I thought I would die, that seemed like the right thing to do.

- Yeah, I figured that out. And I don't really care about the past. You survived, didn't you ?

- What if we went for a walk ? he asked and stood up. Talk outside ? 

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